No cake yet, but Munchkin #1 is 16 today.
16 is a little hard for me to wrap my head around.
I remember 16.
16 was two years from leaving home.
16, in fact, was my first extended stay--an entire summer--away from home.
16 was boys as friends and what felt like a constantly broken heart.
16 was four years from getting married.
That was my 16, not hers. Likely, she does it different. Maybe, she does it better. Probably, she makes her own mistakes. Absolutely, she has her own victories.
16 is hard to wrap my head around, but I'm excited for her, all the same.
16 is pretty wonderful, and so is she.